Don't you care? For God so love the world that He gave His only begotten Son that whosoever believes in Him shall be saved...

It's a Wednesday night and you are at a church prayer meeting when somebody runs in from the parking lot and says, "Turn on a radio, turn on a radio."

And while the church listens to a little transistor radio with a microphonestuck up to it, the announcement is made: "Two women are lying in a Long Island hospital dying from the
mystery flu."
Within hours it seems, this flu just sweeps across the country.

People are working around the clock trying to find an antidote.
Nothing is working. USA, Asia, Africa, Europe, Australasia.

It's as though it's just sweeping in from all over the world. And then,all of a sudden the news comes out. A cure can be found. A vaccine can be made.
It's going to take the blood of somebody who hasn't been infected, and so, sure enough, all through the world, through all those channels of emergency broadcasting, everyone is asked to do one simple thing: Go to your downtown hospital and have your blood type taken.

That's all we ask of you. When you hear the sirens go off in your neighborhood, please make
your way quickly, quietly, and safely to the hospitals.
Sure enough, when you and your family get down there late on that Friday night, there is a long line, and they've got nurses and doctors coming out and pricking fingers and taking blood and putting labels on it.

Your wife and your kids are out there, and they take your blood
type and they say, "Wait here in the parking lot and if we call your name, you can be dismissed and go home."
You stand around, scared, with your neighbors, wondering what in he world is going on and if this is the end of the world.

Suddenly a young man comes running out of the hospital screaming.
He's yelling a name and waving a clipboard. What? He yells it again! And your son tugs on your jacket and says, "Daddy, that's me." Before you know it, they have grabbed your boy. Wait a
minute. Hold on!
And they say, "It's okay, his blood is clean. His blood is pure.
We want to make sure he doesn't have the disease.

Five tense minutes later, out come the doctors and nurses, crying and hugging one another-some are even laughing, and an old doctor walks up to you and says, "Thank you, sir. Your son's blood type is perfect. It's clean, it
is pure,and we can make the vaccine."

As the word begins to spread all across that parking lot full of folks, people are screaming and praying and laughing and crying. But then the gray-haired doctor pulls you and you wife aside and says, "May we see you for moment?
We didn't realize that the donor would be a minor and we need ... we need you to sign a consent form."
The number of pints of blood to be taken is empty. "H-how many pints?"
And that is when the o ld doctor's smile fades and he says, "We had
no idea it would be little child. We weren't prepared. We need it all."
"But-but...You don't understand."
"We are talking about the world here. Please sign. We need it
all!" "But can't you give him a transfusion?"
"If we had clean blood we would. Can you sign? Would you sign?"
In numb silence, you do.

Then they say, "Would you like to have a moment with him before we
begin?" Can you walk back? Can you walk back to that room where he sits on
a table saying, "Daddy? Mommy? What's going on?" Can you take his hands and say, Son,
your mommy and I love you, and we would never ever let anything happen to you that didn't just have to be. Do you understand that?"

And when that old doctor comes back in and says, "I'm sorry,
we've-got to get started. People all over the world are dying.

Can you leave? Can you walk out while he is saying, "Dad? Mom?
Dad? "Why, why have you forsaken me?"

And then next week, when they have the ceremony to honor your son, and some folks sleep through it, and some folks don't even come because they go to the lake, and some folks come with a pretentious smile and just pretend to care.

Would you want to jump up and say, "MY SON DIED FOR YOU! DON'T YOU CARE?"

Is that what GOD wants to say?

"MY SON DIED FOR YOU. DON'T YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I CARE?"

Father, seeing it from your eyes breaks our hearts. Maybe now we can begin to comprehend the great Love you have for us."